Chapter 25
Rune’s clothes were on, I was relieved to see as he sat up beside me. So were mine, except for my unzipped fly. “Shut the door,” Rune suggested.
Unlike the teenager who’d run in search of a sandwich yesterday, Caitlyn didn’t obey him. Instead, her gaze flew to mine, confusion writ large across her face. “Have you chosen a Consort, Alpha?”
It was a valid question. And at the same time it felt like nobody’s business except Rune’s and mine.
Only...that wasn’t true. My time with Rune wasn’t undertaken for mere personal pleasure. The Consort was chosen for the sake of the pack. So I nodded at Caitlyn then gestured at the door that still gaped as wide as her eyes.
And Caitlyn did as I bid. Reaching back with one heel, she tapped the door shut. The latch clicked into place, closin
